Home is with my Family

Home does not have to be where you are, it is who you are with and who loves you. For me it is with my family who I love dearly. In the morning I smell my moms making coffee and talking. Sometimes in the morning I colour with my brother. My moms do a lot of things for me like driving me to soccer and to swimming. I love when my moms and I go for walks. Home is in their comfort. When I am sad my moms help me. I love my family so much and that is why my family is my home.